"—your number so that we can communicate." I cringed. She thinks her voice sounds sexy but it really sounded like an old rat crying for help. Aayan looked relieved when he saw me.

"Jawahir!!" He said in relief, he shot at me with a look that screams 'help.' I laughed mentally. The two sisters turned around to glare at me. "Wannan yarinyan koh? What do you want? Can't you see we are busy?" Busy? My foot.

I ignored them. "Marhaba, asif zalalat ant fi aintizar." He smirked, I did to. I bet they don't know what I said, they may even think I'm insulting them, knowing them they will.

I heard them hiss and walk away. I caught a bit of their dialogue

"......who does she think she is? Speaking Arabic, mtsw wai ita me jinin larabawa."

"Well he looks like an Arabian though............"

I couldn't hold it anymore, I bust into a fit of laughter. I laughed so hard, clutching my stomach.

"You're done?" Aayan raised a brow.

I sobered up. "Sorry, but that was really funny. You looked as if you wanted to disappear." He smiled a bit. "I bet this is not the first time  something like this happened." He actually chuckled. "Actually no, no it isn't."

I giggled. "Well I'm sorry about my cousins, they can be annoying." I apologized on their behalf.

"It's okay really." He brushed it off. "Where is it?"

I hand him the bag. "I believe she has explained." He nodded. "My greetings to Mammie."

"Ok In sha Allah."

I went back inside and ambulate straight to my room. I met it dirty, the floor is sticky, rice was poured on the it and stepped on. Ughh, yuck! I decided to just get dressed since it's almost time. I waltzed into my walk-in closet to get my asoebi. Thankfully the closet is exactly the way I left it.

The asoebi is a navy blue almost black lace for the brides' sisters. Mine was sown into a mermaid shaped gown with a sweetheart neckline,with white flower shaped beads as decoration, it's long sleeved. I adorned my self with the gown and some jewelries, sprayed my fav Elizabeth Aden red door, I grabbed my nude stilettos. I then applied my makeup, just some powder, eyeliner and mascara, and finally a touch of red wine lipstick. I'm not a fan of heavy makeup.

I clicked some selfies and I was done. I quickly went back to Hayla's room, thank goodness I didn't meet anyone on the way. I laid down on the bed and started reading on Wattpad while waiting for my friends to arrive.


Several minutes later, they arrived. They were all adorned in a light green paper lace with white head, which is the general asoebi for yan mata.

"Yo Jaw jaw!! Amani in the house." Amani exclaimed, she walked in rising her shoulders in the process.

"You're crazy" Jahara smacked her upside the head. Amani yelped and glared at her.

"You're ready?" Kausar asked taking a seat in front of the vanity table.

"Yes Kausar I've been for a while."

Nabila plopped on the bed. "What time should we leave?"

I checked my watch and it's quarter pass 3. "I don't know, we should probably go to the hotel, then go there together with them."

"Good idea, let's go hayya. I can't wait to see how weddings are conducted here." Kausar said cheerfully. She has being really excited. It's the first wedding she'll attend after they moved back.

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